NOTES TO LISTEN ( INTRO )

In the quiet, remote city of Kumasi
There I lived as a young man, but to the world
I was known as the Loner, The Loner Trapper
I had always been a solitary figure

Finding solace in the untouched wilderness
That surrounded my space of peace
I spent my days trapping and the nights crying
Creating hauntingly beautiful melodies
That echoed through the dense of the countryside

My stories is unique, a blend of my struggle
A folk that spoke of the solitude
And rugged beauty of my life
My soulful harmonica tunes carried the weight

Of my loneliness, yet they also resonated
The sense of freedom that only
A wanderer like me could truly understand
The newfound attention was overwhelming for me

And I struggled to adapt to the demands of this music journey
I had no family to guide me, and
No relationships to provide support for me
I felt like an outsider in my own world and it seemed so foreign to me

Despite all these challenges, I have pressed on
I continued to write and record stories in the form melodies
Pouring my heart and my soul into my tunes
This my second time speaking

And I formed words as LONER WAS HERE
Yes the loner was here
And it is a deeply introspective collection of my tunes
That delved even deeper into the themes of isolation
Which I currently am experiencing

The Loner Trapper, would share his story to the world
And that of his brothers
I may have been alone in the traditional sense
And so, the Loner Trapper's journey continued

A solitary figure in the world of music
But a man who had discovered that sometimes
The most profound connections are
Forged through the universal language
And that is my story, the music